[TIME: ? - LOCATION: ?]
The hall I was walking down this time was in an even worse condition than the last one. Here, the paint was peeling off and the carpets had a strange mossy color on them. It even reeked a bit. But for some reason, a short girl with long pink-light blue braids was kicking a clump of gray blankets on the floor. At least… what I thought was a clump of blankets.
"Heeeeey it's okaaaaay, everything is gonna be fine! I promise~!" The small girl said. As I slowly approached, I realized the blanket was shaking. A quivering voice replied.
"W-What do you MEAN it's all gonna be ok?! We got k-k-KIDNAPPED!" The voice sounded like a guy was speaking, but with the way it shrieked at the end I began to doubt it. I walked up to them reluctantly. Might as well figure out who they are. The girl takes notice of me almost immediately. She skips up to me.
"Oh, hello there! Are you a part of the surprise party?" She asked. She swayed back and forth.
"U-Uh, No…?" Oh god she's dumb. I gulp.
"What makes you think this is a surprise party…?"
"Because why else would we be brought to a weird place like this without knowing? IT'S A SURPRISE PARTY!" She threw her arms up and jumped. Someone save her please.
"R-Right, of course… Can I ask for your name?" I scratch the back of my head. I want to leave as soon as possible.
"Oh, right! My name is Kaori Izuhara, and some school told me I'm the Ultimate Soaper!"
KAORI IZUHARA - ULTIMATE SOAPER
A super positive girl who does not know much about the outside world. The soaps she makes are rumored to have special effects to them.
She makes soap. Of course she does. I sighed, and looked down at the shaking bundle.
"And you? Who are you?" I tried my best not to sound like I was attacking the kid, but god it was hard. He sat up, blanket now draped around his shoulders. He pushed up his glasses so that his eye bag rimmed eyes could see as his eyes dashed from one side to another.
"I-Itsuo Onoda. I'm the Ultimate NEET."
ITSUO ONODA - ULTIMATE NEET
A boy that gets easily frightened and has a habit of stuttering when he talks. His notable presence on the net within forums and other messaging apps has earned him the title of Ultimate NEET, as strange as it sounds.
"... Can I ask why you are on the floor with a bla-"
"No, you can't! Now GO AWAY!" He hid under the blanket again. Looks like he isn't coming out anytime soon. I sighed, and began to walk towards the next room.
"Hey, wait! Can I tag aloooong… Wait, what's your name?" Kaori asked. I turned around.
"Arata Gensai. Ultimate Paramedic."
"Ah, okay! Can I come too, Ara-kun!" I raised my eyebrow at the nickname, but I shake it off. I'll just pin it as a part of her innocence.
"Yeah, sure. Let's go." I continued walking, but this time with Kaori close behind.
[TIME: ? - LOCATION: ?]
There were several doors down the hall, however we chose to enter the one to our left. Inside was a worn down cafeteria with a kitchen in the back. At one of the somehow glossy tables were two girls and a very young looking boy. One of the girls- who was oddly wearing a swimsuit, with only a red jacket and unbuttoned shorts to cover it- spotted us, and pointed at us.
"Yar Har! Looks like we got more a-coming!" She gets up from her seat and runs over to us. Her purple eyes began to analyze me as she began to poke me, lifting my arms up occasionally.
"Hm, hm, hm~ You lack a bit o' meat, dontcha kiddo?" She scampers over to Kaori, where she did the same thing to her.
"Hey that tickles!" She starts to childlishy giggle as her personal space was invaded by a random stranger. How could she not care?
"You also needa eat some more," She stood up straight and started untangling some of the long white strands of hair on her head, looking to the side.
"Jeez you guys didn't do a single your entire lives didja? No meat or nothin'. Preeeetty disappointing if ya ask me."
"Sorry but, I didn't ask for your opinion, miss," She looked at me with a confused stare.
"Hah? Whaddaya mean?" She narrowed her eyes, "Unless you some doctor, I dunno how my opinion isn't asked for."
"I'm a paramedic, actually, so your opinion won't be asked for while we're staying here, thank you very much," Shit, that came out harsher than intended, "But it might be needed one day, who knows."
I think I shouldn't have added that in so quickly.
The girl bursted out into laughter, and decided that keeping me in a headlock was the best way to express her emotions.
"Ha! You're a funny one, aren'tcha? What's your name?" Oh god someone stop the nudgie she's giving me.
"A-Arata Gensai, now can you please stop doing this!" She let me go, and I stumbled onto the floor. The girl put her bare foot on my back.
"Well, I'll introduce myself to ya since you told me your name," She chucked her thumb so that it was pointing to herself and grinned.
"I am Mizu Isozaki! The one and only Ultimate Fisherwoman!"
MIZU ISOZAKI - ULTIMATE FISHERWOMAN
An overactive and disorganized girl who has a habit of invading the personal space of others. Can handle anything the sea throws at her.
"Wow, Mi-chan! You're so cool!" Kaori stared at Mizu with shining eyes, hands clasped in front of her. Mizu kicked me away and walks over to Kaori, patting her head.
"Don't worry, little girl. You'll get as cool as me one day too!"
"'Little'? Oh no, I'm 17!"
… What.
Mizu's left eye twitches.
"Y-You're older than me…?" She shook it off, "N-Nevermind, I'll teach ya to be as cool as me, alright-"
"Kaori! My name is Kaori!"
"Alright, Kaori! From now on you're gonna be my sidekick!"
"Yaaaaay!" Kaori erupted with joy and started jumping up and down, only to be stopped by a loud hush.
"Guys, please, Miss Ai here is working..." The boy kept his finger in front of his lips, and stared at us with a worried glance. The three of us approached him and the purple haired girl whose eyes were shut. We all sat at the table, and spoke in whispers.
"So… What is she doing?" I looked at the veiled girl whose hands were circling a crystal ball. Her get up was pretty weird. A headpiece, a top composed of ribbons, a cape… It was as if she came right out of some fantasy convention.
"She's trying to, uhm, talk to the 'outside forces', or something…" The formally dressed boy sighed. He fiddled his thumbs.
"Wha… What are you talking about?"
"Who knows. Who cares. Chick's a psychic, so what matters is that she knows, ya feel?"
"A… Psychic?" Mizu nods her head.
"Yup. Ai Yamamoto, the Ultimate Psychic."
AI YAMAMOTO - ULTIMATE PSYCHIC
A mysterious woman who speaks in cryptic language. Claims to be able to read people and to predict future events.
"Wait, but how is that possi-"
"I dunno."
I sigh. First a Holy Knight, now a Psychic…? Sounds like the school is just fishing for money. I faced the boy.
"So what's your name?"
"Oh, mine? It's Fumio Suzuki. I'm the Ultimate Poet."
FUMIO SUZUKI - ULTIMATE POET
A nervous boy with a tendency to look at the negative. His poetry never fails to bring out emotions from the reader.
"Poet? So you write a lot then?"
"Yeah, it's the only thing I'm good at…" The boy sighs. He took out a pocket watch and started opening and closing it, a loud click sound being heard every time he opened it once again.
"Hey, Fume-os, stop with the clicking. Aya ain't gonna be able to focus," Mizu said. Her feet were now on top of the table. Fumio shakes his head.
"Miss Mizu, my name is Fumio, and she's Miss Ai-"
"Oh, it was? M'bad Fume-os."
"N-No, I said my name was Fumio-
"Yeah. Fume-os."
"Nooo, it's-"
"I'm going to go see if there are other people around here," I get up, not wanting to deal with this stupidity.
"Oh, alright Arigata. See ya!"
"It's-" I sighed. This is not worth my time, "See you, Mizu…"
I walk out of there, letting Kaori stare at Ai in wonder alongside the bickering Mizu and Fumio.
[TIME: ? - LOCATION: ?]
I head to the room next door. When I entered, I immediately recognized the room as a general check up room. What's more shocking, of course, was how I recognized someone here. The girl that was sleeping on the bed, goggles covering her eyes, was none other than…
MYO YUMETAMA - ULTIMATE SNIPER
A sleepy girl who is more awake at night. She serves as the leader of the Prime Minister's security, and is known for being the best sniper in the world.
I sighed. She always had this habit. I walked up to her and nudged her awake. She yawned.
"So… Sleepy…" She mumbled out. I scratched the back of my head.
"Myo, why are you sleeping here? More importantly, do you have any idea of where we are?" She looked up at me and blinked.
"Hm…? Oh, it's you… Arata… Didn't think we would… Meet again…" She yawned again, covering her mouth, "I… Don't know where… We are…" Her eyes closed as she slept sitting up. I wake her up again.
"Myo did you find yourself here or did you move here?" She looked at me annoyed
"I… Woke up in another room… Then I came here and started sleeping… Now let me…" Before she even finished her sentence, Myo fell asleep again. I shake my head and stand up straight.
"No use talking to her like this. Guess I'll head out."
I left the room and looked around some more. Might as well look for responsive people.
[TIME: ? - LOCATION: ?]
Across the hall was a door that lead to a library. I discovered that by, well, opening the door. The second I entered, my nose was assaulted by the strong and puke worthy scent of spray paint. My hand immediately covered my mouth and nose. Who the hell…?
I walked past some of the worn out bookshelves to follow the noise, and it lead me to a girl with long black hair and a sleeveless dress shirt, along with a boy with a mop for a head throwing and catching something. The girl was the one doing the defaming, while the boy just hung out and hummed a song. Neither of them were bothered by the smell. Soon enough Mizu came from behind me and put her arm around me.
"What's up, Arigata?" She said as she started putting her body weight on me, "Got bored waiting for Aya to finish up so here I am."
"Wha- Wait, why aren't you covering your face?! It smells here!" I furrowed by brows. This chick was crazy.
"Nah, it ain't that bad. I've been to piers that smell a lot worse than this. Y'know what fish has the worst smell, Arigata? It's the-"
"Oi, shut it. You're fucking up my focus here," The black haired girl was glaring at us with her eye- the left one was covered by a bunch of gauze.
"Hm? What focus? Whatcha working o-" Mizu's eyes focused on the black, dark pink, and white graffiti behind the girl. She dashed up to it and placed her hands on the still fresh paint.
"Oh, you GOTTA show me how to do that!" Mizu's eyes and hands went all over the thing, ultimately messing up the entire thing. The girl threw her spray can to the side and grabbed Mizu by the jacket, throwing her onto the ground with a grunt. She stood above her, and looked her straight in the eyes.
"What the FUCK do you think you're doing, huh?! You think you can just prance on over here and touch my shit?! HUH?! Who the FUCK do you think you are, slut?!" Mizu growled and spat some saliva off to the side.
"'Scuse me, bitch, but I was just admiring your work over here! But I guess your mum didn't teach you manners!"
"At least mine fucking taught me not to get in people's fucking BUSINESS," the girl's hand balled into a fist and was raised, but was stopped from going down by the other guy. He held her back as he smiled calmly.
"Now, now, Kuoko, don't act like that~ I'm sure she meant no harm, right Mizu~?" Mizu blinked, and nodded.
"Y-Yeah! What that guy said!" She pointed to the boy. He chuckled.
"My, my, aren't you feisty. It must be a very exciting to talk to you. I'd love to engage in a conversation with you later~" Mizu blushed and looked away, giggling.
"Ehehe, yeah, well, y'know~" This guy was smooth. Kinda. I was surprised to see that work on her, not gonna lie. I waved to the boy.
"So, can I ask for your name?"
"Hm? Ah, of course, How rude of me," The boy bowed, letting the girl go, "The name is Eisuke Adachi, and I go by the title of Ultimate Lucky Student~"
EISUKE ADACHI - ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT
A self proclaimed Casanova who flirts with anything female. His talent of Lucky Student does not represent his analytical abilities well, however it definitely has helped him survive in the world one way or another.
The girl- Kuoko- scoffed. She folded her arms and rolled her eyes.
"Aren't you trying to look cool?" Her voice was filled with sarcasm, however all Eisuke did was chuckle softly.
"I wasn't trying to look cool, I am cool, my dear Kuoko~" She narrowed her eyes and reached for a spray can at her waist.
"Oi, don't fuck around," Eisuke held his arms up defensively.
"My, my, don't need to get violent with me, dear~" Her eye twitched as her right index finger tapped on the can aggressively.
"Oi-"
"You mind introducing yourself too?" Kuoko paused, and clicked her tongue, folding her arms once more.
"Fine. I'll let you have the honor," Her red eyes stared directly at me, "Name's Kuoko Hakujo. Ultimate Graffiti Artist."
KUOKO HAKUJO - ULTIMATE GRAFFITI ARTIST
A foul mouthed, rude, and direct girl who claims to hate people. Her unique graffiti inspires others to take action in their own lives.
As I opened my mouth to speak, another boy comes running in, door slammed. The tall, blonde boy was slightly muscular, and was panting in between his words.
"Is.. Everything okay? I heard… What do they call it in Japanese…" He started snapping his fingers, muttering different words to himself, "A conflict! I heard a conflict going on in here from the greenhouse!" His eyes shone up at the realization. Mizu stood up and dusted her knees off.
"Yeah there might've been one, but it's okey dokey now. Eisuke here was able to subdue Cocko here-"
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL M-"
"Ah, that's wonderful!" The new guy gave us a thumbs up, despite probably being able to hear Kuoko's consistent insults towards Mizu. I stepped up towards the friendly boy and held out my hand.
"My name is Arata Gensai, what's yours?" I smiled at him. He was definitely someone I wanted to talk to more while we were here for the time being. The blue eyed boy grinned and shook my hand with a very strong grip.
"I go by the name of Angelo Beauchêne, my friend! The school that invited me to Japan gave me the title of Ultimate Hair Stylist!"
ANGELO BEAUCHÊNE - HAIR STYLIST
A French man who surprisingly loves to work out. He always gives his clients what they want in terms of hair, and always starts the latest trends.
I let go of his hand and nod.
"I figured you were a foreigner. Where are you from originally?"
"I am from the country of France! It is quite the wonderful country, you see! Over there I-"
BEEEP.
The speakers littered around the room emitted a loud, high pitched beep. We all covered our ears, save for Kuoko, who simply pressed down on her headphones. A very high, slightly raspy voice greeted us.
"Attention all retards stuck in this place! Report to the Front Des if you wanna find out why you're stuck here. I promise it won't disappoint~Kyuhuhuhu~" The announcement was then abruptly cut off. We all glanced at one another, as if trying to make sense of what just happened. After a bit, Mizu broke the silence.
"Alright, you lollygaggers! Let's go! We want answers, right? So answers are what we gonna get!" She ran out of the room. Kuoko shook her head and walked to the exit.
"Well? Let's fucking go. I'm not trying to stay in this place any longer than I have to," Eisuke followed behind her, bowing to us briefly as he did. I looked at Angelo and shrugged.
"Well, wanna go?" Angelo nodded.
"It would be a smart idea to go, friend, so let us do so!" I smiled briefly at his answer, and lead the way to the front desk.
God, things were about to get way worse.
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"Oi, show yourself! I ain't trynna play the guessing game over here!"
"The spirits have foretold of a great catastrophe to befall on us all… It seems that not all of our souls will leave…"
"Let's play a game!"
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